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Hotshot hockey star Patrick Graham has been groomed for the pros since before he could walk. Fast forward to his junior year of college, and he’s having the time of his life. What could be better than pucks, partying, and having his pick of campus women? But if Patrick doesn’t buckle down and get his grades up, he could find himself benched for the championships. Could a beautiful brainiac be the solution to his problems? When learning turns to yearning, will they be ready to face the heat and heartache that love can bring?

Tynan Quinn barged into my life and demanded I become his wife. And he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Because this single dad isn’t just anyone. He’s the head of the Irish Mob. He says he needs a wife to cement his place in the organization. And I’m the one he wants. That's not all. In exchange for money I desperately need, he demands I have his baby. I've spent the past year running from danger, and now I'm trapped in his golden cage.

Lenna Lund plans everything. So much so that she thought her boyfriend was going to ask her to take their relationship to the next level and move in together. She was wrong. The last person she expected to help nurse her broken heart was her grumpy yet gorgeous billionaire boss, Logan Stone. She wasn't expecting his kisses to light her body on fire the way that they did. Especially when what they're doing between the sheets is strictly forbidden. But they just can't stop. Until… those two little unplanned pink lines magically appear, turning Lenna's life upside down.

Ty Greene promised me forever and like a fool—I believed him. But he skipped town with a bag of broken promises and a piece of my heart. It’s taken time, but I've put myself back together and moved on. Now Ty’s a big country music star in Nashville and I curse his name every time his song plays on the radio. I don’t have time to dwell on the past. I’m too busy living my best life. I have the job of my dreams, a dating app that never disappoints, and the best friends in the world. Hashtag thriving. Life is good.

Prepared for a good time, Tessa is thrilled to spend the weeks before her sister’s wedding at their family’s favorite vacation spot: Santorini. Sandy beaches, stonewashed houses, attractive men—it’s heaven. But Tessa’s idea of a girls’ trip comes to a screaming halt when her sister thinks it’s high time Tessa finds some love herself. Unfortunately, Tessa forgot about the deal she made back in high school: she has to find her soulmate before her sister’s wedding. Or else.

Crew Carlisle is enemy number one. He’s also my new boss. I need this internship as much as Crew needs an ego lobotomy. He’s arrogant, cocky, and annoyingly good looking. Our families have despised one another since long before I was born. The man loathes me, and he makes no effort to hide his contempt. But everything I thought I knew isn’t as it seems. And Crew isn’t who I thought he was. I’ve never fully given my heart away, and this is the last man that I should give it to. But walking away isn’t as easy as I expected.

I’ve known Gray Baldwin my entire life. He’s an arrogant frat boy with a red Solo cup permanently attached to his hand. And he’s my brother’s best friend. He’s made it his personal mission to annoy me, and when he sets his mind to something, he rarely fails. But when Gray and I end up at the same college, we can’t seem to stay away from one another. I’m supposed to hate him, but when I’m alone with Gray, everything changes. It turns out there is more to this boy than I ever knew. Our attraction is something that can’t be extinguished.

My name is Adelaide Edington, and my life was mapped out for me before I even entered the world: who I'd date, where I’d attend college, what I'd be when I grew up. But there comes a time in everyone's life when they face a fork in the road. Should I go left, or should I go right? It didn't matter as long as I didn't remain stagnant any longer. Jett Stone opened me up to a whole new world, reminding me that it was okay to find my own way. I could have roots in Willow Springs and still spread my wings and fly. What I didn't expect was to fall in love with the broody football player.

Declan Crenshaw went from orphan, to Special Forces soldier, to the CIA’s golden child. Life was perfect—almost. He shouldn’t have pushed his luck and simply enjoyed the bounty fate had given him—a beautiful wife, sweet baby girl, and more love than he ever dreamed he’d know. Until a threat he never saw coming obliterated his world. His wife and child murdered. His soul shattered, he was left hollow. With his morality stripped away, he became the perfect black-ops mercenary—soulless.

From USA Today and Wall Street Journal best-selling author Meagan Brandy comes an all-new stand-alone romance set in college about a hotshot pitcher and the girl he never saw coming.

River Tate is a god on campus. The king of football. A tattooed bad boy with gunmetal eyes that see right through you. The only chink in his armor is HER, the girl he pretends doesn't exist, the forbidden one with the shy smile and lavender hair. Anastasia Bailey is a nobody.

The fourth book in the Players rockstar romance series.

As head of security for Dirty - his best friend’s rock band - and a member of the West Coast Kings motorcycle club, Jude had a choice to make, long ago. Loyalty or love. Brotherhood or her. But now the woman he left behind is suddenly everywhere he turns. Problem is, Roni’s still got a wild side - and another biker for a boyfriend. And Jude’s got a fire for her that just won’t die.

Badass Athlete: I dare you to... Delaney Shaw: Who is this? The late-night text is random, but "Badass Athlete" sure seems to know who she is...Delaney Shaw. Good girl. Lover of fluffy kitties and Star Wars. Curious. His dare? Spend one night in his bed - a night he promises will be unforgettable - and she can solve the mystery of who he is.

I slept with someone I shouldn’t have. One moment I was saving her from the clingy jerk at the bar, and the next I was making her an offer. No strings, no last names, just a wild night neither of us would forget. Until she walked into my classroom Monday morning. As my med student. Which officially makes her off-limits.

While I'm not clear on where one gets an official copy of the girl code, it seems like "thou shalt not covet thy bestie's hot dad" would be pretty high on that list. Even if my hormone-ridden peanut brain would love to read into every interaction we've ever had and imagine he's been pining away for me, too, my judgment is clearly not to be trusted here. It's time to move on. Unfortunately, coveting is a hard condition to kick when you find yourself spending Christmas alone with him at his fancy house.

It might be fair to say that I despise Macy Carrington. She slings insults with precision, not caring about the destruction she leaves in her wake. We clash in a battle of wills every time we're around each other, and yet I still fantasize about being lodged deep within her body. I have never encountered someone that grates me the way Cal Carson does. His pompous, arrogant demeanor. A holier-than-thou attitude. Any interaction with "Saint Cal" ends in a verbal clash of epic proportions, and yet there's no one I'd rather have.

Macy Carrington is broken. The strong, beautiful woman that I've unwittingly fallen in love with is all kinds of broken from a secret that she has carried for far too long. A secret so dark, she has gone to great lengths to protect it. A secret that I'm terrified will one day rip her away from me.

Please do not attempt to read my story in public, as my sexual proclivities have been known to cause squirming in your seat, squeezing of your legs together and unintentional moaning, sometimes with spontaneous bursts of laughter at random moments.

I'm a bridesmaid at a bachelorette party, minding my own business at a local bar after doing six shots of Fireball, when I realize I need to pee. In size small Spanx. I'm a large. While I wrestle with my white-spandex belly-smasher in the only bathroom, I'm holding up the whole bar from relieving itself. When the broody, tatted-up owner breaks down the door, thinking maybe I've alcohol-poisoned myself into the afterlife, my drink-addled brain decides to revisit the karate I learned around third grade. But I misfire my karate kick and hook a thigh around his waist.